History for Dogs

Yesterday Mom and Dad took me for a ride on the Natchez Trace Parkway. I like to ride almost as much as I like to go for walks. The Trace was a road for travelers after they took stuff down the Ohio and Mississippi rivers to sell in New Orleans and other places. They left their boats at the end of the trip and walked back to their homes. The Trace runs from Natchez, MS to Nashville, TN. People often got robbed because bad guys knew they carried lots of money. Now there is a paved two-lane highway but parts of the old trace are still around in the woods.

We saw wild turkeys and I knew Mr. Word would like to shoot them but they are on federal property so I think it’s not allowed. Our first stop was near some trails. I had fun when we got out for a walk. I even walked in a creek. We went down a horse trail and met a lady on a horse. I didn’t bark at them and the parents were proud. IMG_0759

This is me sort of on the horse trail. I sniffed everything!

We got back in the car and Mom gave me some water from a bottle. I was thirsty after all that sniffing. Dad thought it was funny that Mom’s jeans got wet when I drank out of the bottle.

On our next stop we saw the War of 1812 monument. It commemorates Andrew Jackson taking troops down the Trace to fight in the Battle of New Orleans a long, long, long, long, long time ago. Lots of stuff to sniff there.

On the way home we drove through historic Leiper’s Fork. I don’t know why it’s famous except that lots of celebrities live there, especially country singers. I had a fun day!


Saturday Adventure

Saturday was a fun day! When Mom and Dad finished their coffee, Dad went into the garage to do something to the car to make it special for me. He fixed a hammock in the backseat and a soft basket for the console. All for ME to ride. Mom put on my special harness because it clips to the basket.


Don’t I look pretty in my ruffled harness? That’s Dad holding me up to show off. I started off in the backseat on the hammock and a warming pad but I decided I wanted to see everything so I got into the basket and sat between Mom and Dad.

Dad drove us on the Natchez Trace Parkway, a road he says is very pretty in the spring when redbuds bloom. We stopped at Garrison Creek and got out to walk around. Good thing, too, because by that time I had to do my business. When I finished, we walked down to the creek. I met a dog named Seth. His owner said he is old and hard of hearing.

Then two people rode up on horses. I didn’t bark at them because Mom said horses can get upset if dogs bark or car horns honk. The lady said I was very cute. I knew that was true.

We said goodbye to the horses and got back in the car for the drive home. Mom said our trip was practice for when we take a longer trip to Lexington, Kentucky so I can meet my nephew, Mister. I passed the test and had an adventure to boot. Saturday was a fun day.